Apparently, under this peculiar kind of situational duress, TD ladies' nascent (in my case, very nascent) Martha comes out. Two, Four, and I spent the night sketching, snipping, and stitching. We woke up the next morning to massive headaches and a pile of hand-appliqued felt wallets. We all felt better after a glass of orange juice, and were actually quite pleased with the fruits of our little craft bender.
|Also, Four and I produced a disturbingly neat birthday cake banner. Few things other than intense sensory deprivation could compel me to create this adorable monstrosity.|
Perhaps we'll post a tutorial or two when we remember how we created these little doodads.
Actually. . . don't count on that. We probably won't remember.